The Good-Morrow by John Donne
"The Good-Morrow" is a poem written by John Donne. In this poem, Donne and his love are together. He sees her beauty and is shaken by how beautiful she is. He goes on to satte that morning has come, but he doesn't want to leave. He wants to be with her forever. He asks her to find a place with him where they can share (he says Earth and they can each take a hemisphere). Then he goes on to say that he wants to find a place where day does not end and he can be with her forever.
This poem is written as three stanzas with seven lines in each. It has the rhyme scheme ABABCCC. Nonetheless, it isn't a perfect rhyme. In the second stanza, "shown" is imperfectly rhymed. In the third stanza "equally" is the imperfect one. This might have been done in order to bring importance to those specific lines and words.
The Good-Morrow I wonder by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? were we not wean'd till then? But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den? 'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be; If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee. And now good-morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear; For love all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone; Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown; Let us possess one world; each hath one, and is one. My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; Where can we find two better hemispheres Without sharp north, without declining west? Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally; If our two loves be one, or thou and I Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.
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